MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 58 The winner, Kuang Qing!
Chapter 58 The winner, Kuang Qing!
Seeing Lin Yang's Vulcan Fu gradually taking shape, Mo Qingkuang's calves were a little apprehensive.
That is a heaven-level martial skill, and I have no way to counter it.
"Rush up and hit him! Don't let him use it! You are fast, rush up, and if he finishes using it, you will be gone!" Tang Yu, who was watching from a close distance, shouted loudly.
"Yes, I'll interrupt him! Old Ancestor, how about I interrupt his casting?" Mo frivolously asked.
Lin Yang's Vulcan Fury is powerful, but it is a heaven-level martial skill after all, and it consumes a lot of energy. Lin Yang's cultivation base is low, and he needs to gather momentum to use it forcefully.
As long as you interrupt him, maybe you won't be able to let him go.
Mo Fan denied: "No, I just let him use Vulcan's Fury!"
"What? Let him use it?" Mo Qingkuang was startled, how can I withstand it, even a fourth-rank martial artist can't resist it.
"Yes, you use Falling Flower Palm! Don't hold back, try your best, success or failure depends on it!" Mo Fan said decisively.
Mo Qingkuang is a little unclear, so it is true that Falling Flower Palm is very powerful, but it is just that there is an essential difference between earth-level martial arts and heaven-level martial arts.
Seeing that Lin Yang is about to launch an offensive soon, Mo Fan said eagerly: "It is difficult for me to explain to you clearly with your IQ, so you should do it quickly! Hurry up, or it will be too late!"
Mo was frivolous and helpless, so he had no choice but to do as he said, and he had no better way, since the old ancestor said, then listen to the old ancestor.
He sank into a lunge, and the green light surged wildly into his palms!
He no longer keeps his hands, and his whole body is poured into his palms.
"Vulcan's anger!" Lin Yang yelled violently, and punched out with both fists, heading straight towards Mo Frivolous.
The huge phantom behind him also followed, and the terrifying vision of heaven and earth all showed its power.
Mo frivolously gritted his teeth, and headed forward, ignoring the pillars of flames spewing flames beside him, only wishing that the momentum could be stronger.
Seeing Mo Qingkuang walking up to him in a daze, everyone felt a chill.
"Losing!"
At this moment, even people who don't know martial arts can understand that there is no vision of heaven and earth behind Mo Qingkuang, and what he uses is not a heavenly martial art.
Under the same level of cultivation, the level of proficiency and quality of martial arts directly determines the strength of power.
"Forget it, it's an honor to lose."
Tian Sheng of the fourth rank was seriously injured in the powerful attack of Vulcan's Fu even though his attributes were incompatible.
Kuang Qing, who is also a second-rank martial artist, is far less physically strong than a fourth-rank martial artist. If he beats Vulcan's anger, there is a high probability that he will end up dead.
Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes, unable to bear to see Mo frivolously going to die.
The fall of a generation of geniuses!
"Kuang Qing! Don't!" Han Yan'er shouted in shock.
The referee Zheng Tao on the side, holding on to the last hope, has already made plans to rescue him.
Chu Yanran in the crowd did not close her eyes.
She wants to see clearly that brother Lin Yang avenged him with his own hands, and she wants to witness with her own eyes that brother Lin Yang used his supreme power to ascend to the top of Xuanwu!
She wants to watch this humiliating Kuang Qing be wiped out in Lin Yang's hands!
She never worried that Lin Yang would lose. In her heart, Lin Yang is invincible!
On the ring, the figures of the two were getting closer and closer, and Mo Qingkuang also went all out!
Isn't that death? Who hasn't died? Even if a character who has died once is defeated again, it won't make Lin Yang feel better!
"Ah—" Mo frivolously opened his mouth and shouted, giving up all defenses, mustering all his strength to give Lin Yang this fatal blow!
Fists and palms intersected, and the corner of Lin Yang's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm: "Overestimate one's abilities."
He clearly felt that Mo Qingkuang's Falling Flower Palm was not powerful, at least compared to his Vulcan Fury.
Heaven-level martial arts, I have them, but you don't!
You, don't be frivolous, you will never be able to defeat me!
When two people come into contact, there is no resonance of strong confrontation, no explosion of energy collision.
Everything seems to be destroyed.
Under the powerful roar of Vulcan's anger, Mo Qingkuang couldn't hold on for a second, and was slammed into the air, falling more than ten feet away, spouting a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and being thrown to the ground.
But Lin Yang suddenly felt an unrivaled thrust coming towards him!
"What?" Lin Yang exclaimed, and his whole body was pushed out.
He also did his best to fight Mo Qingkuang. In the previous chase, his consumption was far greater than that of Mo Qingkuang.
Forcibly displaying Vulcan's Fury, he has exhausted all his true energy, and he is no longer able to resist this thrust.
At this moment, when this thrust came, Lin Yang had no power to resist, and could only fly backwards with the surge of power.
Fortunately, although the thrust was swift and violent, it was not powerful, and Lin Yang was not seriously injured.
Falling to the ground far away, I stood up with a graceful tumbling, and was about to say that I won, but my throat was choked by the scene in front of me.
He found that what was in front of him was not a vast arena with a flat surface, but the base wall of a high platform!
Lin Yang looked around, he actually landed on the ground! On the ground under the ring!
"Frivolous, hold on! You won!" Mo Fan's surprised voice sounded, his plan was a success!
Mo Fan's voice awakened Mo frivolous who was about to pass out from the serious injury.
"I won? How did I win? Didn't Lin Yang easily destroy the offensive just now?" Mo Qingkuang was puzzled.
But the powerful allure of winning stimulated his nerves, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard to regain consciousness.
Staggered to his feet, he looked around.
The flames of Lie Yan Sheng Tian Formation that lost Lin Yang's control had been gradually extinguished, and the entire arena was flat.
What about Linyang people?
Mo Qingkuang looked intently, and in the distance, Lin Yang was standing under the ring with a dazed expression.
Lin Yang stepped down? According to the rules of the group arena, the side that falls down the arena represents failure! I won?
Mo frivolously and weakly stepped to the edge of the ring step by step.
On the dark face, half of the scorched skin was covered with tender flesh, making it look extremely hideous.
He licked his chapped lips, his blood-stained teeth showed a relieved smile: "I won!"
Zheng Tao recovered from the shock, he had already seen Mo Qingkuang being easily knocked into the air by Lin Yang.
The power of Falling Flower Palm and Vulcan's Fu is incomparable.
Who knew that the Falling Flower Palm actually had such a powerful repelling effect, and Kuang Qing was also a decisive person!
Surprisingly, he could think of giving up defense, trading injuries for strength, and using the rules of the group arena to forcibly knock Lin Yang out of the arena.
Now Mo is frivolous, seriously injured, and extremely weak, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.
However, it is a pity that Lin Yang, who was more seriously injured, was below the ring, and Mo Qingkuang, who was more seriously injured, was on top of the ring.
What a clever boy! Zheng Tao was amazed by this.
Be able to look for opportunities in desperate situations, make full use of all available rules, and win.
Thinking about it now, Mo Qingkuang just chose the place where he stopped, and he was a little particular. At that time, he was in the middle of the ring, and Lin Yang was closer to the edge.
Only then did he have the conditions to be knocked off the stage by Falling Flower Palm.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zheng Tao was overjoyed, Tian Xuan's face was saved!
He took a step forward, summoned up his strength, and announced loudly: "The winner, Kuang Qing!"
(end of this chapter)
